Wednesday, September 28, 2022
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Your trips to Somerville:
Bill I will always remember your family’s trips to Somerville when you would visit the Panetta’s at 208 Powder House Blvd. I lived downstairs and the Panetta’s [my cousins] lived upstairs. When you arrived, I would try my best to hide however you and your big brother Bucky would always find me and drag me outside. The two of you would wrestle me to the ground sit on me and do noogys [definition below] on my head. This no doubt is the reason I have so little hair today! It was fun I guess but I was glad when you guys went home.
Urban dictionary of Noogy
To grab someone around the neck with your arm, pull their head against your body (thus subduing them), make your other hand into a fist, and grate your knuckles painfully against their scalp. If you're sneaky enough, grabbing them around the neck may not be necessary.
A favorite tactic among bullies and older siblings.
I hope your brother Bucky is laughing when he reads this.
Your first house:
I think Park Street in Wilmington
Beautiful and let’s not forget the pool and that stockade fence we all put up while you did nothing but drink beer and watch us.
The apple pie:
I think Murphy and I started it.
We brought one to your house when we came for dinner. It did not get eaten but put in your freezer. When you came to our house for dinner you brought it. It once again was put in the freezer. This became a ritual for many many years and a lot of fun. That poor pie had freezer burn and looked pretty bad.
And a lot more fond memories of you and Jeanne
dating back to the 50’s
RIP Bill Burns
Paul
